"And I want 3 inches of parchment on Animagus by next lesson" says Professor McGonagall. Like I am doing that i think to myself, i don't want to be an Animagus so why should I learn about them? I grabbed my bag and started through the busy hall.

Bitch, whore, squib, annoying, mudblood, I think to myself as all these people pass me. Whatever did I do to end up with such a stupid and horrible year? None of them even notice my existence and if they did I am sure they would be too shallow to talk to me, because no one loves Bellatrix do they? No. It is all about Narcissa. Narcissa is on the quidditch team, Narcissa has a lovely boyfriend, Narcissa is doing well at school, and Narcissa could be Minister of Magic. Narcissa this Narcissa that and I am sick of it. No one ever thinks of me, no one ever thinks to see how Bellatrix is, because Bellatrix is just Narcissa's weird sister. That is all i am known for, that's all anyone knows me as.

My sister is 4 years younger than me and she still gets all the attention. I hate it, I mean I am quite good at some stuff and I am not the worst witch out there but people don't recognise me. Narcissa isn't even that great at stuff she just shows off a lot and makes people think she is amazing at everything. I mean she is a first year and tried out for the quidditch team. Yes, she didn't get it because first years don't play but just trying out made her famous. I just want someone to notice me, I want someone to say "Well,, done Bellatrix" is that too much to ask

I make my way to the great hall and someone bumps in to me making me drop all my books and ink everywhere.

"I am so sorry" The boy says

"yeah you should-" i start but as i look up i realise i can't finish that sentence. He is the most breath-takingly handsome boy i had ever laid eyes on. His hair is kind of messed up in gorgeous brown curls, he is tall and thin and has the brightest eyes

"oh don't... don't worry about it... I should have been... been looking where i was going" i manage to stutter out. C'mon Bellatrix pull yourself together. I grab my books shove them in my ink stained bag and flatten out my clothes.

"Hey I'm Bellatrix Black" i say smiling

"Hi, I'm Tom, Tom Riddle. I am awfully sorry about your bag" He replies looking at my bag which is now blue due to the amount of ink that has spilled

Oh he has the softest voice like something you would fall asleep to and a crooked smile which shows all his magnificently white teeth.

"Are you going to eat? Maybe we could eat together" He asks.

"Yes i am actually, that would be great to sit with you" i beam back at him.

The truth is no, I wasn't going to eat dinner; well i was just not in the Great Hall. I don't eat with everyone else, i don't like it. I go down, pick up whatever food i fancy and take it up to my dorm. No one notices I have even purposely passed teachers to see if they ask me what I am doing or where i am going, but no, no one notices me.

"Great, lets go" He said in his saint like voice with his saint like grin. He took my bag for me and led the way to the top of the Slytherin table.

The tables were, as per usual, packed with meat, vegetables, drinks, sauces everything. I'm not keep on Hogwarts but I can't deny that it makes a great effort with all that it does. Tom and I look around for a seat; because we were talking the tables are already pretty full. We spot a free corner right at the other end of the table and start to make our way down the hall.

By the time we got to our seats the rest of the table was full. You could see groups of first years with their perfectly in shape uniforms, Prefects, trying to take control of everyone, Groups of girls gossiping and Masses of boys joking about and pranking each other. Everyone looks so happy. I hate that.

"As much as i hate them the elves have done a pretty good job tonight" Tom says passing me some chicken, i take it without question and fill up my plate with various vegetables and mash potato.

As soon as our plates our full we immerse ourselves in to chatter. We talk about everything and realise how much we have in common. We both go un noticed, we both like the same subjects, we both hate the same people. There was no effort in to the conversation it just flowed, no awkward silences, no need for a topic we just clicked.

Before we knew it our plates were cleared and shortly after that the tables were the full of pudding. Everything was there. Chocolates, cake, sweets, jelly and custard. That is the one thing I never have in Hogwarts. I never bother coming out of my dorm after I have finished my dinner so I never have pudding and well, I am going to enjoy it tonight

After pudding the great hall slowly becomes quieter and less busy but Tom and I were still talking. I found myself mesmerised by him. His voice is so sweet and soft, I'm not really sure what he is talking about, in fact I'm not really sure what we have been talking about since we sat down, i have just been hypnotised by him. Everything about him is so perfect, his skin, his teeth, his hair, his smile. It is almost as if he wasn't real, but i know he is. I know he is because no such imagination could create such a wonderful being.

"Move along now, time for you to be getting to your dorms" said Professor Dumbledore. I never really liked him he had a grey beard and long-ish grey hair and he always picked on me. I dislike him even more because everyone seems to think that the sun shines out of his arse.

Tom and I reluctantly got up and started walking to the Slyrtherin common room. It is normally about a 5 minute walk from the great hall to the dungeons but when I was with Tom I just had no concept of time and it felt like we arrived at the common room as soon as we left our table.

"I had a really nice time with you tonight" He turned to me and did his little crooked smile and I had to stop myself from fainting, I just felt like all the air had been taken out of my lungs by his beauty.

"Yeah I had a great time to, thanks Tom" I replied with what little oxygen was in me

"Goodnight Bella"

"Bellatrix, it's Bellatrix" I replied as if it was a reflex and almost viciously

He stopped mid steep and turned around

"Sorry, I know you name is Bellatrix I just, didn't know if you liked Be-"

"No I don't like Bella" I sneered back at him. Why was I doing this? It wasn't his fault, he doesn't know.

"I'm… I'm sorry. It won't happen again"

"Thank you, I just.. I get called Bella by my sister and I hate her, I don't; want to be happy with you and then reminded of that fowl woman when I am with you" I burst out slumping in to the big velvet chairs behind me and holding my head in my hands.

"Ah Narcissa" he replied. "I wondered if that would come up"

My head shot up "excuse me?" I sneered

"I know a lot more about you than you think, so if I were you I'd be careful with what you say. Goodnight… Bella"

Then he was gone. Just like that. What did he mean he knows more about me than I think? He doesn't know anything about me, I have never even met him before today. Thoughts and questions spun around in my head. I wasn't sure whether I was angry or sad, I didn't know whether I wanted to hit him or to sit and cry. I sat in the chair until early morning, sleep evading me with all the thoughts about Tom running round in my head. I repeated everything he said to me and tried to make sense of it all but I couldn't. All I know is that I'm not finished with him and I have a funny feeling he isn't finished with me either